Tang Tiehan roared, "Aaargh! You shameless eunuch bastard! You're making my blood boil!" He raised a fist the size of a vinegar bowl and smashed it toward Hu Xiaotian's face. He had expected that single punch to leave Hu Xiaotian's face blooming with blood, but his vision blurred, and Hu Xiaotian suddenly vanished. His fist struck empty air. When he looked again, Hu Xiaotian was standing unharmed to his right, smiling. "Actually, your sister is rather pretty."
"Aaargh! I'll kill you, you lecher!" He threw another punch. Hu Xiaotian slid sideways and dodged again, then shook his head. "Your aim really is terrible. How strange-all three of you brothers look like cow dung, yet your sister is as delicate as a flower. Did the same mother really give birth to you?"
"Eunuch bastard, fuck your ancestors!" Tang Tiehan kicked at him.
Just then, Hu Xiaotian raised his own leg to meet the kick. Their legs collided head-on with a muffled thud! Tang Tiehan felt as though he had kicked an iron bar. The pain threatened to split his bones, and he staggered backward, limping on his right leg. Horror filled his face. He had never imagined that this fellow would suddenly know martial arts.
Hu Xiaotian gave him no chance to recover. As Tang Tiehan retreated, he closed in and drove a vicious kick into his chest. Tang Tiehan's massive body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, soaring more than thirty feet into the air before crashing down face-first into the mud-a textbook dog-eating-shit landing.
The four men who had accompanied Tang Tiehan all froze. Once they recovered their senses, they charged Hu Xiaotian together on horseback, intending to knock him to the ground with their mounts.
The instant the four fine horses converged on their target,